"You seized the pistol used by the prisoner?"
In the dark alley, Sakaki Makoto looked at Hattori Heiji with suspicion, and was even more shocked to see that he was intact.
Could it be...
Is he also a hidden Pistol Realm expert?
"Oh, the prisoner was panicking, afraid that he was being pursued. I took advantage of his unpreparedness and hit his wrist with a stick, knocking his gun away. Just at that moment, an SUV stopped beside him. I couldn't stop him, so he ran away."
Hattori Heiji said it lightly, as if he had done something insignificant.
In fact, he wanted to say...
If Conan could kick the football when stopping the criminal, he would definitely be able to arrest the criminal, but unfortunately there is no if.
"This gun..."
When Makoto Sakaki was doubting Hattori's true strength, Conan, without realizing it, had already taken the pistol and began to study it carefully.
Adolf, the anti-Francisco hero and synonymous with the famous agent 007, also used this gun to kill the notorious Hitler. Anyone who knows a little about firearms knows its great reputation.
The gun is the size of an adult's palm, and the body is made of solid steel with countless tiny scratches. Under the mottled paint, there are spots of rust caused by wind and rain, and even the rifling has been worn smooth.
According to human age calculations, the PPK in Conan's hand is at least 70 or 80 years old.
"Don't touch me."
Sakaki took the pistol and unloaded the magazine:
"There are still fingerprints of the criminal on it, which will be handed over to the police as evidence later."
"What a fool Domon Yasuteri is! He's just giving a speech, why is he standing so high? Aren't you making yourself a sitting duck?"
Conan curled his lips and said:
"Has he been taken to hospital?"
"Yes, he has been taken to the Eastern Medical University Hospital by ambulance. Ai and the others are with him. Let's go over there too."
The assassination of Yasuteru Domon, the commander of the Self-Defense Forces while he was running for election, was no small matter. It was likely related to improper political struggles or touching upon someone's cake and butter, and was essentially different from an ordinary murder.
The Metropolitan Police Department did not dare to delay. When Sakaki Makoto and the other two arrived at the hospital, they saw police cars parked downstairs. Megure Jusan, Takagi Wataru and others were following a gray-haired man with a beard and one blind eye, who was obviously a high-ranking official.
"That looks like Kuroda Bei."
Conan recognized the one-eyed man's identity:
"Uncle said that after the last bank robbery, Matsumoto Seinaga resigned and a new manager came to the Investigation Section, Kuroda Heibei, who was transferred from Nagano Prefecture."
"Nagano Prefecture..."
Sakaki Makoto thought of Nagano Prefecture detective Morobushi Takaaki. The newcomer, Kuroda Heibei, should be his superior. He was aggressive and probably not a good person.
"I've heard of him, too."
Hattori Heiji put one hand in his pocket and stared at the figure in front of him and said:
"Kuroda Heibei, formerly worked at the National Police Agency, was involved in a very serious accident 10 years ago. His right face was burned by flames, one eye was blinded, and he was in a coma for nearly 10 years. Soon after waking up, he was sent to Nagano Prefecture. Unexpectedly, he was transferred back to Tokyo recently. It seems..."
"Just like Uncle Ginjiro said, the Metropolitan Police Department has made some big moves recently."
Sakaki Makoto turned his head and glanced at Hattori Heiji. Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha's father were in high positions, so it was no problem for them to know the inside information:
"What big moves has the Metropolitan Police Department made recently?"
"I don't know the details. This is an internal secret. My fox-eyed father won't tell me, and Uncle Ginjiro won't tell me either."
Shrugging his shoulders, Hattori Heiji said that he only knew very limited information and could not help.
"No, as long as you are willing to sell your body, you can definitely get information out of He Ye's father!"
Conan fanned the flames and instigated:
"He Ye and you have such a good relationship, your parents must know it very well and will not object. Just work harder. Once you take down He Ye, are you still afraid that Toyama Ginjiro will not tell you the inside story?"
".....Why don't you sell your body?!"
"If I had your conditions, I would have gone there a long time ago!"
Conan poked Hattori's waist with his elbow and said with a beaming smile:
"When it comes to the youngest, most handsome and talented detective in Japan, it has to be you, Osaka Black Chicken!"
"oh?!"
Hattori Heiji shuddered, then stood up straight. He cleared his throat, fiddled with his jacket, and asked conceitedly while looking at the mirror on his phone:
"is that so?"
"That's right, monks don't tell lies!"
"Indeed, Kudo, you have always been foresighted. It seems that the battle between Kansai and Kanto can come to an end. As expected, I am still slightly better..."
Sakaki Makoto felt a sharp pain in his head as he listened to this, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
It is true that monks do not tell lies, but the key point is "monks", not "do not tell lies"...
Is Conan a monk?
no.
Is he lying?
Hit her! She just gave Osaka Black Chicken a round of flattery and praised him to the sky. Now she is still feeling so proud that she has not come down from her pedestal!
bite!
【You have a new text message】
Makoto Sakaki took out his cell phone and saw that it was a message from Miss Miyano. They followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital and found out the exact location of Yasuteru Domon's operating room.
"Let's go."
Holding his cell phone, Sakaki Makoto said:
"Let's hurry to the operating room on the third floor. Ai and the others are waiting here. And brother Hattori, I'll leave it to you to find out about the Metropolitan Police Department's actions. You have a lot of connections, and Conan and I will have to rely on you."
The word "rely on" emphasized the tone. When Hattori Heiji heard it, he immediately flew higher, and his blood rushed to his head. Without saying a word, he agreed without hesitation:
"Leave it to me! I will make sure the task is completed!"
The mischievous Makoto Sakaki and Conan both smiled as if their evil plan had succeeded.
A few minutes later, the three arrived at the third floor of the hospital. The corridor was crowded with reporters and police.
Miss Miyano and Kazuha stayed in a corner, looking as if they were not interested in anything.
"What's going on now?"
Sakaki Makoto walked over and asked:
"Is Domon Yasuteru's life in danger?"
"The bullet hit the shoulder and injured the suprascapular artery. The onlookers did not evacuate immediately, which delayed the ambulance and caused excessive blood loss..."
Miss Miyano said calmly:
"He is still being rescued and his life is not in danger."
Hearing that there was no danger to life, Conan and Hattori both breathed a sigh of relief and their hearts settled down.
The rescue was still in full swing, and the Investigation Section, led by Heibei Kuroda, was waiting outside the operating room nervously, feeling anxious.
"Megure, have you found out the identity of the shooter?"
Kuroda Bei, who was standing at the front of the crowd, asked in a deep voice.
"Officer Sato and others are investigating at the scene..."
Megure Jusan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead:
"We found bullet shells at the scene with Domon Yasuteru's name engraved on them. This is most likely a revenge killing..."
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